Written for: http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/

Billy’s rocket

Billy didn’t know it 
but when he did his belt 
he had a giant rocket 
around his shoulders like a pelt. 

He thinks he will stay warm now 
since fire is keeping him warm 
Does he know the fire 
Is a need to feel some alarm? 

Billy looks above him  
at the stars up in the sky 
He wishes he could fly there 
Soon it will be his goodbye.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry